Invasion Of The Joy Snatchers

Do you ever feel as though you joy is being robbed from you? Within the last few weeks, I have. It had been a very stressful time in recent days as I took on the many tasks, dealings with people and the lack of sleep. The combination had me pretty edgy throughout most of the hours. A very physical occupation which also requires a great … Continue reading Invasion Of The Joy Snatchers

The Great Flood

Drenched. So immensely saturated by the things that hang from me. Losing strength. So much work, so little time. “A break?” ‘………..no.’ I must build the wall before the levee breaks. But, this weight! Clinging like a parasite to the host, slowly draining the life………from….me. Oh God, slow me down! Stop this downpour long enough for me to catch that much needed break….. Oh, look. … Continue reading The Great Flood

Insomnia Show

The mind never pauses. Even when tired, and during those sleepless nights, it crawls. Pushing its way through the perceptions of senses — firing and short-circuiting. The hare and the tortoise compete. With eyes falling silently closed, the vision of our creative element performs — our personal Hamlet, on the fly. As lids open, the rushing and random remains: ‘What did I do with that……………is … Continue reading Insomnia Show

Heavy Ways

Heavy is the weight of the trials; the load that is carried throughout the long walk of miles. Heavy is the stressful life we find; those demands and strangling hands of a love lost, never left behind. Heavy is the decision one wishes could have been different; the choice in a moment they are now sickened by, as it fell short of efficient. Heavy is … Continue reading Heavy Ways

Cynically Sinless

We worry about the day — our choice and our way — questioning ourselves, anyway.   We look through our own eyes — we judge ourselves; we chastise — and we find things we despise.   We take a closer look — into the heart the world took — and see that we are far from our good book.   We hate ourselves as we … Continue reading Cynically Sinless

Thoughts Of His Own Making

“No words to express, no substance to digest, no opinion to contest, no view from you to ingest… I sit dormant in the morn.   Not a single thing to say about this season or this day, not even a suggestion coming from your way is regarded as okay… I’d rather sit and sulk in scorn.    Pity myself, I will. It’s become such a … Continue reading Thoughts Of His Own Making

As The Heart Pleads

My heart has changed through a way of love I now choose to see the other unfortunately not always but most of the time as a close and respected brother   My heart has changed through a way of compassion I now see the trouble we share I sometimes question why people are hurt but for them I say a prayer   My heart has … Continue reading As The Heart Pleads